The Adventures Of Captain Underpants

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CHAPTEItS

1. George and Harold 5

2. Tree House Comix, Inc. 9

3. The Adventures of Captain Underpants 13

4. Mean Old Mr. Krupp 21

5. One Day Very, Very Soon 25

6. Busted 33

7. A Little Blackmail 39

8. Crime and Punishment 43

9. Four-to-Six Weeks Later 49

10. The 3-D Hypno-Ring 51

11. Fun with Hypnosis 55

12. Out the Window 61

13. Bank Robbers 65

14. The Big Bang 71

15. Dr. Diaper 77

16. The Extremely Graphic Violence Chapter

(in Flip-E-Rama™) 83

17. The Escape 95

18. To Make a Long Story Short 103

19. Back to School 104

20. The End? 113

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CHAPTER I

GCOAGE AMD HAAOLD

Meet George Beard and Harold Hutchins,
George is the kid on the left with the tie
and the flat-top. Harold is the one on the
right with the T-shirt and the bad haircut.
Remember that now.

George and Harold were best friends.
They had a lot in common. They lived
right next door to each other and they
were both in the same fourth-grade class
at Jerome Horwitz Elementary School.

George and Harold were usually
responsible kids. Whenever anything bad
happened, George and Harold were
usually responsible.

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these two. George and Harold were
actually very nice boys. No matter what
everybody else thought, they were good,
sweet, and lovable. . . . Well, OK, maybe
they weren’t so sweet and lovable, but
they were good nonetheless.

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had a “silly streak” a mile long. Usually
that silly streak was hard to control.
Sometimes it got them into trouble. And
once it got them into big, BIG trouble.

But before I can tell you that story, I
have to tell you this story.

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After a hard day of cracking jokes, pulling
pranks, and causing mayhem at school,
George and Harold liked to rush to the
old tree house in George’s backyard.
Inside the tree house were two big old
fluffy chairs, a table, a cupboard crammed
with junk food, and a padlocked crate
filled with pencils, pens, and stacks and
stacks of paper.

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Now, Harold loved to draw, and George
loved to make up stories. And together,
the two boys spent hours and hours
writing and drawing their very own
comic books.

Over the years, they had created
hundreds of their own comics, starring
dozens of their own superheroes. First
there was “Dog Man,” then came “Timmy
the Talking Toilet,” and who could forget
“The Amazing Cow Lady”?

But the all-time greatest superhero
they ever made up had to be “The
Amazing Captain Underpants.”

George came up with the idea.

“Most superheroes look like they’re
flying around in their underwear,” he
said. “Well, this guy actually is flying
around in his underwear!”

The two boys laughed and laughed.
“Yeah,” said Harold, “he could fight
with Wedgie PowerV

George and Harold spent entire
afternoons writing and drawing the comic
adventures of Captain Underpants. He was
their coolest superhero ever!

Luckily for the boys, the secretary at
Jerome Horwitz Elementary School was
much too busy to keep an eye on the
copy machine. So whenever they got a
chance, Harold and George would sneak
into the office and run off several hundred
copies of their latest Captain Underpants
adventure.

After school, they sold their homemade
comics on the playground for 50<t each.

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CHAPTER 4

MEAN OLD MR. KRUPP

Now, Mr. Krupp was the meanest,
sourest old principal in the whole history
of Jerome Horwitz Elementary School. He
hated laughter and singing. He hated the
sounds of children playing at recess. In
fact, he hated children altogether!

And guess which two children Mr.
Krupp hated most of all?

If you guessed George and Harold,
you’re right! Mr. Krupp hated George and
Harold.

He hated their pranks and their wise¬
cracks. He hated their silly attitudes and
their constant giggling. And he especially
hated those awful Captain Underpants
comic books.

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OME DAY VEAYr
VEAY SOON

Remember when I said that George and
Harold’s “silly streak” got them into big,
BIG trouble once? Well, this is the story
of how that happened. And how some
huge pranks (and a little blackmail)
turned their principal into the coolest
superhero of all time.

It was the day of the big football game
between the Horwitz Knuckleheads and
the Stubinville Stinkbugs. The bleachers
were filled with fans.

The cheerleaders ran onto the field and
shook their pom-poms over their heads.

A fine black dust drifted out of their
pom-poms and settled all around them.

“Gimme a K!” shouted the cheer¬
leaders.

“K!” repeated the fans.

“Gimme an N!” shouted the cheer¬
leaders.

“N!” repeated the fans.

“Gimme an . . . a-ah-ah-A-CHOO!”
sneezed the cheerleaders.

“A-ah-ah-A-CHOO!” repeated the fans.

The cheerleaders sneezed and sneezed
and sneezed some more. They couldn’t
stop sneezing,

“Hey!” shouted a fan in the bleachers,
“Somebody sprinkled black pepper into
the cheerleaders’ pom-poms!”

“I wonder who did that?” asked
another fan.

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The cheerleaders stumbled off the field,
sneezing and dripping with mucus, as
the marching band members took their
places.

But when the band began to play,
steady streams of bubbles began blowing
out of their instruments! Bubbles were
everywhere\ Up and down the field the
marching band slipped and slid, leaving
behind a thick trail of wet, bubbly foam.

“Hey!” shouted a fan in the bleachers.

“Somebody poured bubble bath into the
marching band’s instruments!” «

“I wonder who did that?” asked '

another fan.

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Soon, the football teams took the field.
The Knuckleheads kicked the ball. Up, up,
up went the ball. Higher and higher it
went. The ball sailed into the clouds
and kept right on going until
nobody could see it anymore.

“Hey!” shouted a fan
in the bleachers.

“Somebody filled
the game ball
with helium !

“I wonder who
did that?” asked
another fan

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But the missing ball didn’t make any
difference because at that moment, the
Knuckleheads were rolling around the
field, scratching and itching like crazy.

“Hey!” shouted the coach. “Somebody
replaced our Deep-Heating Muscle Rub
Lotion with Mr. Prankster’s Extra-Scratchy
Itching Cream!”

“We wonder who did that?!” shouted the
fans in the bleachers.

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The whole afternoon went on much
the same way, with people shouting
everything from “Hey, somebody put
Sea-Monkeys in the lemonade!” to “Hey,
somebody glued all the bathroom doors
shut!”

Before long, most of the fans in the
bleachers had gotten up and left. The big
game had been forfeited, and everyone in
the entire school was miserable.

Everyone, that is, except for two
giggling boys crouching in the shadows
beneath the bleachers.

“Those were our best pranks yet!”
laughed Harold.

“Yep,” chuckled George, “they’ll be
hard to top, that’s for sure.”

“I just hope we don’t get busted for
this,” said Harold.

“Don’t worry,” said George. “We
covered our tracks really well. There’s
no way we’ll get busted!”

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CHAPTER 6

BUSTED

The next day at school, an announcement
came over the loudspeakers.

“George Beard and Harold Hutchins,
please report to Principal Krupp’s
office at once.”

“Uh-oh!” said Harold. ‘T don’t like the
sound of thatV

“Don’t worry,” said George. “They can’t
prove anything!”

George and Harold entered Principal
Krupp’s office and sat down on the chairs
in front of his desk. The two boys had
been in this office together countless
times before, but this time was different.
Mr. Krupp was smiling. As long as George
and Harold had known Mr. Krupp, they
had never, ever seen him smile. Mr. Krupp
knew something.

‘T didn’t see you boys at the big game
yesterday,” said Mr. Krupp.

“Uh, no,” said George. “We weren’t
feeling well.”

‘T-Y-Yeah,” Harold stammered
nervously. “W-W-We went home.”

“Aw, that’s too bad,” said Principal
Krupp. “You boys missed a good game.”

George and Harold quickly glanced at
each other, gulped, and tried hard not to
look guilty.

“Lucky for you, I have a videotape of
the whole thing,” Mr. Krupp said. He
turned on the television in the corner and
pressed the play button on the VCR.

A black-and-white image appeared on
the TV screen. It was an overhead shot of
George and Harold sprinkling pepper into
the cheerleaders’ pom-poms. Next came a
shot of George and Harold pouring liquid
bubble bath into the marching band’s
instruments.

“How do you like the pre-game showT'
asked Mr. Krupp with a devilish grin.

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“You know,” he said, “ever since you
boys came to this school, it’s been one
prank after another. First you put dissected
frogs in the Jell-O salad at the parent-
teacher banquet. Then you made it snow in
the cafeteria. Then you rigged all the inter¬
coms so they played “Weird Al” Yankovic
songs full blast for six hours straight.

“For four long years you two have
been running amok in this school, and
I’ve never been able to prove anything —
until now!”

Mr. Krupp held the videotape in his
hand. “I took the liberty of installing tiny
video surveillance cameras all around the
school. I knew I’d catch you two in the
act one day. I just didn’t know it would be
so easyV

CHAPTEA 7

A LITTLE BLACKMAIL

Mr. Krupp sat back in his chair and
chuckled to himself for a long, long time.
Finally, George got up the courage to
speak.

“W-What are you going to do with that
tape?” he said.

“I thought you’d never ask,” laughed
Principal Krupp.

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“I’ve thought long and hard about what
to do with this tape,” Mr. Krupp said. “At
first, I thought I’d send copies to your
parents.”

The boys swallowed hard and sank
deeply into their chairs.

“Then I thought I might send a copy
to the school board,” Mr. Krupp continued.
“I could get you both expelled for this!”

The boys swallowed harder and sank
deeper into their chairs.

“Finally, I came to a decision,” Mr.

Krupp concluded. “I think the football
team would be very curious to find out just
who was responsible for yesterday’s fiasco.

I think I’ll send a copy to them!”

George and Harold leaped out of their
chairs and fell to their knees.

“No!” cried George. “You can’t do that.
They’ll kill us!”

“Yeah,” begged Harold, “they’ll kill us
every day for the rest of our lives!”

George and Harold carefully looked
over the list.

“This . . . this is blackmail!” said George.

“Call it what you like,” Principal Krupp
snapped, “but if you two don’t follow that
list exactly, then this tape becomes the
property of the Horwitz Knuckleheads!”

CHAPTEA 8

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT

At six o’clock the next morning, George
and Harold dragged themselves out of bed,
walked over to Mr. Krupp’s house, and
began washing his car.

Then, while Harold scrubbed the tires,
George roamed around the yard pulling
up all the weeds and crabgrass he could
find. Afterward, they cleaned the gutters
and washed all the windows on Mr.

Krupp’s house.

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At school, George and Harold sat up
straight, listened carefully, and spoke only
when spoken to. They didn’t tell jokes,
they didn’t pull pranks—they didn’t even
smile.

Their teacher kept pinching herself. “I
just know this is a dream,” she said.

At lunch, the two boys vacuumed
Mr. Krupp’s office, shined his shoes,
and polished his desktop. At recess, they
clipped his fingernails and ironed his tie.

Each spare moment in the boys’ daily
schedule was spent catering to Mr.
Krupp’s every whim.

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After school, George and Harold
mowed Mr. Krupp’s lawn, tended his
garden, and began painting the front
of his house. At sunset, Mr. Krupp came
outside and handed each boy a stack of
books.

“Gentlemen,” he said, “I’ve asked
your teachers to give you both extra
homework. Now go home, study hard,
and I’ll see you back here at six o’clock
tomorrow morning. We’ve got a busy
day ahead of us.”

“Thank you, sir,” moaned the two boys.

George and Harold walked home dead
tired.

“Man, this was the worst day of my
entire life,” said George.

“Don’t worry,” said Harold. “We only
have to do this for eight more years. Then
we can move away to some far-off land
where they’ll never find us. Maybe
Antarctica.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” said George.

He took a piece of paper out of his
pocket and handed it to Harold. It was an
old magazine ad for the 3-D Hypno-Ring.

“How’s this going to help us?” asked
Harold.

“All we gotta do is hypnotize Mr.
Krupp,” said George. “We’ll make him
give us the video and forget this whole
mess ever happened.”

“That’s a great idea!” said Harold. “And
the best part is we only have to wait four-
to-six weeks for delivery!”

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CHAPTEA 9

FOUIt-TO-SIX
WEEKS LATEA

After four-to-six weeks of backbreaking
slave labor, grueling homework assign¬
ments, and humiliating good behavior
at school, a package arrived in George’s
mailbox from the Li’l Wiseguy Novelty
Company.

It was the 3-D Hypno-Ring.

“Hallelujah!” cried George. “It’s every¬
thing 1 ever hoped for!”

“Let me see, let me see,” said Harold.
“Don’t look directly at it,” warned
George. “You don’t want to get hypno¬
tized, do you?”

“Do you really think it will work?”
asked Harold. “Do you really think we can
‘amaze our friends, control our enemies,
and take over the world’ just like the ad
says?”

“It better work,” said George. “Or else
we just wasted four whole bucks!”

CHAPTER 10

THE 3-D HYPHO-AIHG

The next morning, George and Harold
didn’t arrive early at Mr. Krupp’s house
to wash his car and reshingle his roof. In
fact, they were even a little late getting to
school.

When they finally showed up, Mr.
Krupp was standing at the front door
waiting for them. And boy, was he mad\

Mr. Krupp escorted the boys into his
office and slammed the door.

“All right, where were you two this
morning?” he growled.

“We wanted to come over to your
house,” said George, “but we were busy
trying to figure out the secret of this
ring."

“What ring?” snapped Mr. Krupp.

George held up his hand and showed
the ring to Principal Krupp.

“It’s got one of those weird patterns on
it,” said Harold. “If you stare at it long
enough, a picture appears.”

“Well, hold it still,” snarled Mr. Krupp.
“I can’t see the darn thing!”

“I have to move it back and forth,” said
George, “or else it won’t work.”

Mr. Krupp’s eyes followed the ring back
and forth, back and forth, back and forth,
and back and forth.

“You have to stare deeper into the
ring,” said Harold. “Deeper . . . deeeper . . .
deeeeper . . . deeeeeeeeeper.”

“You are getting sleepy,” said George.
“Veeeeery sleeeeeeeeeepy.”

Mr. Krupp’s eyelids began to droop,
“rmmmsssoooosssleeepy,” he mumbled.

After a few minutes, Mr. Krupp’s eyes
were closed tight, and he began to snore.

“You are under our spell,” said George.
“When I snap my fingers, you will obey
our every command!”

Snap!

“Iwwilllloobeyyy,” mumbled Mr. Krupp.

“All right,” said George. “Have you still
got that videotape of me and Harold?”

“Yeeessss,” mumbled Mr. Krupp.

“Well, hand it over, bub,” George
instructed.

Mr. Krupp unlocked a large file cabinet
and opened the bottom drawer. He
reached in and handed George the video¬
tape. George stuffed it into his backpack.

Harold took a different video out of his
backpack and put it into the file cabinet.

“What’s that video?” asked George.

“It’s one of my little sister’s old
‘Boomer the Purple Dragon Sing-A-Long’
videos.”

“Nice touch,” said George.

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CHAPTCA II

FUM I^ITH HYPNOSIS

When Harold bent down to close the file
cabinet, he took a quick look inside.

“Whoa!” he cried. “Look at all the stuff
in here!”

The file cabinet was filled with every¬
thing Mr. Krupp had taken away from
the boys over the years. There were sling¬
shots, whoopee cushions, skateboards,
fake doggy doo-doo—you name it, it was
in there.

“Look at this!” cried George. “A big
stack of Captain Underpants comics!”

“He’s got every issue!” said Harold.

For hours, the two boys sat on the
floor laughing and reading their comics.
Finally, George looked up at the clock.

“Yikes!” he said. “It’s almost
lunchtime! We better clean up this mess
and get to class.”

The boys looked up at their principal,
who had been standing behind them in
a trance all morning.

“Gee, I almost forgot about Mr.
Krupp,” said Harold. “What should we
do with him?”

“Do you want to have some fun?”
asked George.

“Why not?” said Harold. “I haven’t had
any fun in the last four-to-six weeks!”

“Cool,” said George. He walked up to
Mr. Krupp and snapped his fingers. Snap!
“You are—a chicken\” he said.

Suddenly, Mr. Krupp leaped onto his
desk and flapped his arms. “Cluck, cluck,
cluck-cluck,” he cried, kicking his papers
off the desk behind him and pecking at
his pen-and-pencil set.

George and Harold howled with
laughter.

“Let me try, let me try,” said Harold.

“Ummm, you are a—a monkey V'

“You gotta snap your fingers,” said
George.

“Oh, yeah,” said Harold. Snap! “You
are a monkey V

Suddenly, Mr. Krupp sprang off his
desk and began swinging from the
fluorescent light fixtures. “Ooo-ooo, ooo-
oooo, OOOOO!” he shrieked, leaping from
one side of the room to the other.

George and Harold laughed so hard
they almost cried.

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“My turn, my turn!” said George. “Let’s
see. What should we turn him into next?”

“I know,” Harold said, holding up a
Captain Underpants comic. “Let’s turn
him into Captain Underpants!”

“Good idea,” said George. Snap! “You
are now the greatest superhero of all
time: The Amazing Captain Underpants^
Mr. Krupp tore down the red curtain
from his office window and tied it around
his neck. Then he took off his shoes,
socks, shirt, pants, and his awful toupee.

“Tra-La-Laaaaaaaa!” he sang.

Mr. Krupp stood before them looking
quite triumphant, with his cape blowing
in the breeze of the open window. George
and Harold were dumbfounded.

“You know,” said George, “he kinda
looks like Captain Underpants.”

“Yeah,” Harold replied.

After a short silence, the two boys
looked at each other and burst into
laughter. George and Harold had never
laughed so hard in all their lives. Tears
ran down their faces as they rolled about
the floor, shrieking in hysterics.

After a while, George pulled himself up
from the floor for another look.

“Hey,” George cried. “Where’d he go?”

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CHAPTER n

OUT THE l¥IMDOI¥

George and Harold dashed to the window
and looked out. There, running across the
parking lot, was a pudgy old guy in his
underwear with a red cape flowing
behind him.

“Mr. Krupp, come back!” shouted
Harold.

“He won’t answer to that,'" said
George. “He thinks he’s Captain
Underpants now.”

“Oh, no,” said Harold.

“He’s probably runnin’ off to fight
crime,” said George.

“Oh, no” said Harold.

“And we gotta stop him,” said George.

“Oh, NO,” cried Harold. “NO WAY!”

“Look,” said George, “he could get
killed out there.”

Harold was unmoved.

“Or worse,” said George. “We could get
into BIG trouble!”

“You’re right,” said Harold. “We gotta
go after him!”

The two boys opened the bottom
file-cabinet drawer and took out their
slingshots and skateboards.

“Do you think we should bring any¬
thing else?” asked Harold.

“Yeah,” said George. “Let’s bring the
fake doggy doo-doo.”

“Good thinking,” said Harold. “You
just never know when fake doggy doo-doo
is going to come in handy!”

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Harold stuffed Mr. Krupp’s clothes,
shoes, and toupee into his backpack.
Then together the two boys leaped out
the window, slid down the flagpole, and
took off on their skateboards after the
Amazing Captain Underpants.

CHAPTER IS

BANK AOBBEAS

George and Harold rode their skateboards
all over town looking for Captain
Underpants.

“I can’t find him anywhere,” said
Harold.

“You’d think a guy like him would be
easy to spot,” said George.

Then the boys turned a corner, and
there he was. Captain Underpants was
standing in front of a bank, looking quite
heroic.

“Mr. Krupp!” cried Harold.

“Shhh,” said George, “don’t call him
that. Call him Captain Underpants!”

“Oh, yeah,” said Harold.

“And don’t forget to snap your fingers,”
said George.

“Right!” said Harold.

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But before he got a chance, the bank
doors flew wide open, and out stepped
two robbers. The robbers took one look
at Captain Underpants and stopped dead
in their tracks.

“Surrender!” said Captain Underpants.
“Or I will have to resort to Wedgie PowerV'

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Nobody moved for about ten seconds.
Finally, the robbers looked at each other
and burst out laughing. They dropped
their loot and fell to the sidewalk scream¬
ing in hysterics.

Almost immediately, the cops showed
up and arrested the crooks.

“Let that be a lesson to you,” cried
Captain Underpants. “Never underestimate
the power of underwear!”

The police chief, looking quite angry,
marched over to Captain Underpants.

“And just who the heck are you
supposed to be?” the police chief demanded.

“Why, Vm Captain Underpants, the
world’s greatest superhero,” said Captain
Underpants. “I fight for Truth, Justice, and
all that is Pre-Shrunk and Cottony!”

“Oh, YEAHWT' shouted the police chief.
“Cuff him, boys!”

One of the cops took out his handcuffs
and grabbed Captain Underpants by the arm.

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“Uh-oh!” cried George. “We gotta roll!”
Together the two boys zoomed into the
crowd, weaving in and out of cops and
bystanders. Harold skated up to Captain
Underpants and knocked the superhero
off his feet. George caught him and the
boys skated away with Captain
Underpants on their shoulders.

“Stop!” cried the cops, but it was too
late. George, Harold, and Captain
Underpants were gone.

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CHAPTEH 14

THE BIG BAHG

After their quick escape, George, Harold,
and Captain Underpants stopped on a
deserted street corner to catch their
breath,

“OK,” said George. “Let’s de-hypnotize
him quick, before something else . . .

A huge explosion came from the Rare
Crystal Shop across the street. Heavy
smoke poured out of the building.
Suddenly, two robots with one stolen
crystal emerged from the smoke and
jumped into an old van.

“Did I Just see two ROBOTS get into a
van?” asked Harold.

“You know,” said George, “up until
now this story was almost believable^

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“Well, believable or not,” said Harold,
“we’re not getting involved. I repeat: We
are NOT getting involved!”

Just then. Captain Underpants leaped
from the street corner and dashed in
front of the van,

“Stop, in the name of underwear!” he
cried.

“Uh-oh,” said George. “I think we’re
involved."

The two robots started up the van
and swerved around Captain Underpants.
Unfortunately, the van brushed up against
his red cape, and it got caught. With a
mighty jerk. Captain Underpants flipped
backward, and the van pulled him along
as it drove away.

“GRAB HIM!” cried George.

The two boys skateboarded with all
their might toward the speeding van and
grabbed Captain Underpants by the
ankles.

“HEEEEEEELLLLLLLP!” they cried
as the van pulled them through the

“Mommy,” said a little boy sitting on
a bench, “I just saw two robots driving a
van with a guy in his underwear hanging
off the back by a red cape, pulling two
boys on skateboards behind him with his
feet.”

“How do you expect me to believe such
a ridiculous story?” asked his mother.

Finally, the van came to a screeching
halt in front of an old abandoned ware¬
house. The sudden stop made Captain
Underpants flip over the roof of the van
and crash through the front door of the
building.

“Well, well, well,” said a strange voice
from inside the warehouse. “It looks as if
we have a visitor."

CHAPTEA 15

DA. DIAPEA

George and Harold hid behind the van
until the coast was clear. Then they
sneaked up to the hole in the door and
peeked inside.

Captain Underpants was all tied up,
the two robots were standing guard, and
a strange little man wearing a diaper was
laughing maniacally.

“I am the evil Dr. Diaper,” the strange
little man told Captain Underpants. “And
you will be the first to witness my
takeover of the worldV'

Dr. Diaper placed the stolen crystal
into a large machine called the Laser-
Matic 2000. The machine started to light
up and make loud noises. Heavy gears
began shifting and spinning, and a laser
beam from the crystal shot straight up
through a hole in the roof.

“In exactly twenty minutes, this laser
beam will blow up the moon and send
huge chunks of it crashing down upon
every major city in the world!” laughed
Dr. Diaper. “Then, I will rise from the
rubble and take over the planet!”

“Only one thing can help us now,” said
George.

“What?” asked Harold.

“Rubber doggy doo-doo,” said George.

Harold took the fake doggy doo-doo
and a slingshot from George’s backpack
and handed them to him.

“Be careful,” said Harold. “The fate of
the entire planet is in your hands!”

With careful and precise aim, George
shot the rubber doo-doo through the air
and across the room. It landed with a
plop\ — right at the feet of Dr. Diaper.

‘Tessss!” whispered George and
Harold.

Dr. Diaper looked down at the doo-doo
between his feet and turned bright red.

“Oh, dear me!” he cried. “Fm dreadfully
embarrassed! Please excuse me.”

He began to waddle toward the rest¬
room. “This has never happened to me
before, I assure you,” he said. “I-I guess
with all the excitement, I just... I just. . .
Oh, dear! Oh, dear!”

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While Dr. Diaper was off changing
himself, George and Harold sneaked into
the old warehouse.

Immediately, the robots detected the
boys and began marching toward them.
“Destroy the intruders!” said the robots.
“Destroy the intruders!”

George and Harold screamed and ran
to the back of the warehouse. Luckily,
George found two old boards and gave
one of them to Harold.

“We’re not going to have to resort to
extremely graphic violence, are we?”
asked Harold.

“I sure hope not,” said George.

CHAPTCIl 16

THE EXTHEMELY
GRAPHIC

VIOLCHCE CHAPTER

WARNING:

The following chapter contains
graphic scenes showing two
boys beating the tar out of a
couple of robots.

If you have high blood pressure,
or if you faint at the sight of
motor oil, we strongly urge
you to take better care of
yourself and stop being
such a baby.

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IMTItODUCIMG

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nothing enhances silly action
sequences more than really
cheesy animation.

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buttons to turn the page^ place one finger on
each button. Then quickly click forward and back
between the two Flip-E-Rama pages, and repeat
several times until the pictures appear to be
poorly animated.

Option 2*

If your device lets you SWIPE to turn the page,
use your finger to swipe once to the left, then
swipe once to the right. Then keep swiping back
and forth between the two Flip-E-Rama pages
until the picture appears to be poorly animated.

Flip-E-Rama works best if your device is turned vertically and you can
only see one page at a time. Don't forget to add your own sound-effects!

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“Ummm,” said Harold. “I think this
might be the lever we want.”

He pulled the “Self-Destruct” lever
with all his might. Suddenly, the Laser-
Matic 2000 began to sputter and shake.
The huge laser beam turned off, and
pieces of the machine began flying off in
all directions.

“It’s gonna BLOW!” cried Harold.
“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!”

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wor so FAST/” screamed Dr. Diaper,
who had appeared out of nowhere. “You
demolished my robots. You destroyed my
Laser-Matic 2000. And you ruined my one
chance to take over the world—but you
won’t live to tell the tale!” Dr. Diaper
pulled out his Diaper-Matic 2000 ray gun,
and pointed it at George, Harold, and
Captain Underpants.

Captain Underpants quickly stretched
a pair of underwear and shot it at Dr.
Diaper. The underwear landed right on
the evil doctor’s head.

“Help!” cried Dr. Diaper. “I can’t see!

I can’t see!”

George and Harold ran out of the
warehouse as fast as they could.

“Great shot. Captain Underpants!”
cried Harold.

“There’s just one thing 1 don’t under¬
stand,” said George. “Where’d you get the
extra pair of underwear?”

“Never mind that,” cried George, “let’s
just get out of here before that Laser-
Matic 2000 thing ex . . .

The Laser-Matic 2000 blew up, tearing
apart the old warehouse. It sent flaming
shards of red-hot metal in every direction.
Fire fell from the skies around our
heroes, and the earth began to crumble
beneath their feet.

“Oh, NO!” cried Harold. “WE’RE
^ DOOMED!”

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CHAPTEA 18

TO MAKE A LOVG
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CHAPTEA 19

BACK TO SCHOOL

George, Harold, and Captain Underpants
made a quick stop outside the police
station. They tied Dr. Diaper to a lamppost
and attached a note to him.

“There!” said Captain Underpants.

“That ought to explain everything.”

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Then George and Harold led Captain
Underpants back to Jerome Horwitz
Elementary School.

“Why are we going hereT' asked
Captain Underpants.

“Well,” said George, “you have to do
some undercover work here.”

‘Teah,” said Harold, reaching into his
backpack. “Put these clothes on, and
make it snappy!”

“Don’t forget your hair,” said George.

Captain Underpants quickly got
dressed behind some bushes. “Well, how
do I look?” he asked.

“Pretty good,” said George. “Now try
to look really mad!”

Captain Underpants made the nastiest
face he could.

“You know,” said Harold, “he kinda
looks like Mr. Krupp!”

''Harold,'' whispered George, “he is
Mr. Krupp!”

“Oh, yeah,” said Harold. “I almost
forgot.”

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Before long, they were all back inside
Mr. Krupp’s office.

“OK, Captain Underpants,” said
George, “you are now Mr. Krupp.”

“Snap your fingers,” whispered Harold.

“Oh, yeah,” said George. Snap! “You
are now Mr. Krupp.”

“Who’s Mr. Krupp?” asked Captain
Underpants.

“Oh, NO!” cried Harold. “It's not
working!”

The boys tried again and again to
de-hypnotize Captain Underpants, but
nothing seemed to work.

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“Hmmm,” said Harold. “Let me see
the instruction manual for that ring.”

George checked his pants pockets.

“Umm,” said George, “I think I lost it.

“You WHAT?” cried Harold. The two
boys searched frantically through the
office, but the 3-D Hypno-Ring instruc¬
tion manual was nowhere to be found.

“Never mind,” said George. “I have an
idea.” He removed the flowers from a
large vase in the corner. Then he poured
out all of the water over Captain
Underpants’s head.

“What did you do that for?” cried
Harold.

“I saw ’em do this in a cartoon once,”
said George, “so it’s gotta work!”

After a few minutes, Mr. Krupp slowly
came to. “What’s going on here?” he
demanded. “And why am I all wet!!?”

George and Harold had never been so
glad to see Mr. Krupp in all their lives.

“I’m so happy I could cry,” said Harold.

“Well, you’re gonna cry when I give
that videotape to the football team!”
shouted Mr. Krupp. “I’ve had it with you

two!”

Principal Krupp took the videotape
out of his file cabinet. “You boys are dead
meatV he sneered. He stormed out of his
office with the video and headed toward
the gym.

George and Harold smiled. “Wait’ll the
football team sees that video!” said
Harold.

‘Teah,” said George, “I sure hope they
like singing purple dragons!”

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“Hey, look,” said George. “I found the
3-D Hypno-Ring instruction manual. It
was in my shirt pocket, not my pants
pocket!”

“Well, throw that thing away,” said
Harold. “We’ll never need it again.”

“I sure hope not,” said George.

CHAPTER 10

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Things at Jerome Horwitz Elementary
School were never quite the same after
that fateful day.

The football team enjoyed Mr. Krupp’s
video so much that they changed their
name from the Knuckleheads to the
Purple Dragon Sing-A-Long Friends. The
name change didn’t go over too well with
the fans, but hey, who’s going to argue
with a bunch of linebackers?

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George and Harold went back to their
old ways, pulling pranks, cracking jokes,
and making new comic books.

They had to keep an eye on Mr. Krupp,
though . . .

. . . because for some strange reason,
every time he heard the sound of fingers
snapping . . .

Snap!

. . . Principal Krupp turned back into . . .

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When Dav Pilkey was in elementary
school, he was always getting into
trouble for pulling pranks, cracking
jokes, and making silly comic books.
In second grade, he invented his most
famous (or infamous) character,
CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS!

Dav’s teacher told him, “You’d better
straighten up, young man, because
you can’t spend the rest of your life
making silly books.”

Dav was not a very good listener!

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